Stuck In His Heart

"You have no idea what kind of bitch she is... !"

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked by Richie several more times. He raised his leg and directly kicked that man. His face was calm and somewhat cold.

Even Consuela, who was watching beside them, couldn't help but shout, "stop it!"

She thought that he would cause trouble sooner or later if he beat him like this.

Richie didn't reply, but stopped obediently.

Before Harry could react, he was clapped on the face by Richie. Smiling on his face, and darkness flashed in his eyes, which made people scared.

"If you like to stay on the headlines forever, then keep your mouth bad." He bent his lips and loosened his collar, but didn't make any reaction as he saw Harry fall to the ground.

Putting his hands on his injured belly, Harry gritted his teeth and raised his head, asking, "Who the hell are you?"

No one answered him. Richie pulled his sleeve, snorted coldly and walked outside.

However, a happy smile crept over Sheryl's face. As a matter of fact, she regarded Richie as the perfect husband in the world.

His evil smile and his heroic spirit made her heart skip a beat.

On the contrary, the man on the other side, collapsed on the ground. Sheryl's eyes were filled with disgust. When Richie passed her, she quickly adjusted her expression.

However, Harry, who had no one to talk to anymore, was completely shocked. He knew very well what the man said, which was the person who made his company fall into the center of trouble.

But he also felt that this man looked familiar. He wanted to think about his identity carefully, but he couldn't figure out who he was.

a position

left directly. He didn't look very happy, even though

low voice as she was dragged

temper of the man was still unchanged, which made her feel helpless.

just happened to be the place where Harry pulled her hand, which

out of pain. She thought he deserved it when she saw Harry just now, but she also

the heart of the people, no matter what kind of relationship it would

she was about to turn around and take one more look, she was stumbled by something all of a sudden. As she leaned forward, she fell into the

long sigh, she closed her eyes and

faint smile, "why do you feel sorry

only two kinds of results to escape from the problem at this time. She would either be left behind,

worried that it might be difficult for you to deal with it." Answered Consuela with

and pushed

it. No matter what she said,

place where Harry was. Everything remained as clean as before in other

the fighting skills of Richie. It was not that Harry wanted to cause trouble, but that he was

drawn by the fierce coughing of Harry, who was still sitting on the

said was

rolled her eyes at the man. Smiling, she walked up to him

the door of the box was open, but no one came to watch the fun. She struggled to move him out and met a waiter outside

reluctantly sent the man out. Seeing that he was so badly ill, she really wanted to leave directly, but she

out of the box, she took out a pair of large dark brown sunglasses from the

was remembered by most people. If she did not want to be on the headline with him, she had to

ambulance arrived soon, and Harry was put on the stretcher, and the news of his hospitalization